When they stopped dancing in circles, she felt relief, thinking they would untie her now. But that was not what they planned to do at all.

Robert and Cindy stood in front of her, looking at her strangely. Her skirt was halfway up her thighs, her long, creamy legs revealed. Her ankles had been tied and spread apart. They had looped a rope about her chest, just beneath her tits.

"I wanna see her tits."

Kathy gasped, looking at Cindy. The girl looked so sweet, so pretty, so innocent. "I think the game has gone far enough," Kathy replied.

"You wanna look at her tits, huh, Cindy?" Robert giggled. "Why not?"

"Listen, you little…" Kathy stopped. Robert had reached out and closed a hand over one of her thrusting tits. She gasped when he squeezed. Despite the apprehension, her nipple responded by swelling up, tingling.

Cindy moved to her other side, and Kathy horrified when the little girl began caressing her other tit. Her face burned with shame and she struggled against the ropes. But she couldn't get loose – they had her bound securely.

"Open her blouse, Robert," Cindy said, her fingers digging into Kathy's tit. "I wanna see what her tits look like."

Kathy looked down as Robert's hands began opening the buttons of her blouse. Her face was bright red, and she was helpless.

Her blouse was open now all the way, and her lacy bra was exposed.

"We gotta take her bra off," Robert said, moving behind Kathy. He seemed to know exactly what he was doing, and Kathy's bra fell below her tits. Kathy's tits were creamy smooth, pointed, her nipples a light brown. Despite her feelings of shame, her nipples came up hard and swollen.

Kathy lowered her eyes as they gazed at her exposed tits. She was trembling now, unable to stop. Her nipples were rubbery hard, tingling slightly. She noticed that the loincloth Robert wore was now arching forward, and she realized the boy had a hard-on.